marathons in my life.

movie marathon was last few days.
these few days is baking marathon. mom's helping out some charity thing so it's a baking warzone in the kitchen! ROAR. imma smell like one big giant cookie.
i have 2 more 'marathons' this weekend.

sigh*
i want a ice-cream eating marathon T_T

lesson #243

when marathon in a cinema. remember to bite something the very least. or at least bite more.
cause food digest faster when it's cold and....congrats! gastric and a rock band stomach where everyone can hear cause jap shows are silent does nothing but give you pain and embarrassment *laughs*

i'm going camping!!

:D
well at least i'm pre-posting the reason of my soon absence.
responsible blogger *uh-hm* clears guilty throat.

Drag Me to Hell

for one. too predictable. i could actually foresee the next scene although half the time i had my face semi-covered by my mom's pashmina and got a shock when my cell phone rang. does not help that i forgot to silent my phone haha -_-''

no matter how good horror movies are..i never liked them cause they always make me jump right out of my seat although being a paranoid freak means i kind of prepare for the unexpected and usually it's always accurate. i still get scared to the bones. haha i always pity the people next to me in a horror film.

to me this wasn't really horror though cause it was more to demons? not like spirits. hmm... doesn't feel like the same category to me. it's not a bad showlarh(must give credit kan? spiderman's director wor)...minus the kinda predictable storyline ...apparently it was supposed to be old school, 70's kinda horror film so ..if that's the case. it was a pretty good movie.

and when my mom gets scared at a horror movie, means the show is considered good since usually her nerves are dead and she doesn't feel much. this time she actually jerked in her chair. HAHA :D so catch it if you're a fan of horror/suspense or have an extra rm10 to spare.

other than that, for me rm10 is equivalent to a better spent 10 cones of McD vanilla cones.

Oh moral of the story?
do not offend old ladies anyone.
i mean in this crazy world, anything can seriously happen... *urg*

and the only part that i really remember (since half the time my face is covered and other than the old lady's scary face T_T) is the bedroom scene...nothing naughty...*uh-hm* but the interior of it. omg sooooooooo niceeeeeeeeeee *sigh*

of putty rubbers and A3 layout pads

technically it's 2am Monday morning.

but that's not the point isn't it? the point is i just had a tiny dosage of what keeps ms.sexy up every night. she might as well start shifting her pajamas and blankets to her office-_-



watheleghair. tak abis-abis wan her work. i don't understand why.
are all advertising agencies the same?

....
who am i kidding-_- they ARE ALL THE SAME.

but seriously, it has been Godzilla years since i picked up a pencil and drew semi-proper stuffs.
damn rusty. ohmygoldfish-_-

makes me wonder how did i go through all those sleepless endless nights and days during college.
also makes me smile damn a lot cause it was the exact same reason why i enjoyed every single bit of it :D

kapal stim *choo choo*

it just feels damn good to come home to a nice smelling pot of asam soup (same feeling when you are desperate for the loo and finally found one that you can release to :D)

sometimes i really....look up to my brother's friends-_- this whole bunch of 20 year olds can just come over, prepare everything and even offer us (the family) to eat first cause they are using the kitchen and dining room after all.

all that happening when the dear younger brother(the host) isn't even home-_- what is thislarh.
the worst part sometimes is how can these same bunch of twenty year olds, so nice and friendly bully this 24 year old girl-_-

what the crap.

"omg kent, your sis really nice to bully."

NER!!!!!!

bully what bully?!
Call me DAI KAR JIE!!!! RAWR!

everybody! look left!

at the monkeys i went sing K with. the right side monkey so guai.
Heh Heh*
ya. the right side monkey was the other feet from the pic in this post.
*heh*
i know! i just went karaoke lastlast week:D
but karaoke rocks my socks! (although i don't wear socks cause i don't wear sneakers)
3 hours langsung tak cukups!!
and got reason ma:D
old man's birthday heh*